important

Bracken took Hayes & Kamri to the Young Men church activity tonight.

So I had an hour to get stuff done.

Somehow there is always stuff to get done.

So i started on stuff (which is now looking like an extremely odd word to me)

Then Lyla started fussing.

So I held her while I tried to get stuff done.

Then I realized holding her and getting stuff done was frustrating.

Stuff wasn't important.

So I laid down next to her on my bed.

Stared into her sweet baby blues

Her hand in a tight fist around my finger

and she slowly relaxed, knowing I was there to help her fall asleep.